>>5445843>>5445218>>5445219>>5445348>>5445366>>5445381>>5445409>>5445420>>5445529You ultimately decide it is best to take your leave. You are incensed, even depressed… But you are no weak and soft mammal, to lash out in tantrum or plead desperately. You may feel love and compassion—most ESPECIALLY for one such as Davora—but you will not throw away your life or immortal soul in pursuit of her unlikely revival, or the fruitless and self-destructive course of divine vengeance for her fate.
After all, you’re just as guilty as they are, if not moreso.
“Thank you, Lord,” you say to Death.
“That is all, then?”
You pause a moment. One detail of this discourse yet troubles you.
“You’d said that souls who deal with devils and demons are bound for the Hellish Realms…”
“Your mother was spared this fate,” Death interrupts.
“You are a kind master, Lord Death.”
“It was not me who spared her,” the Reaper of Life clarifies. “It was her own cleverness and resourcefulness. She bought her safe passage with an artefact, claimed in the course of her duties, and in spite of her… Close ties to the demonic.”
“I see,” you say. “Then where—”
“Any further questions,” Death warns you, “will incur further debt.”
You stop, and nod. Maybe he will at least let her know that her child asked after her? You think, as a father-to-be, you might appreciate such a thing in your dotage or death.
